Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 330: Investigation

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"Brother Locke, are you going back this time?" Melson picked up the wine from the maid with his greasy hands, clinked glasses with Locke, and drank it.

Shaking the wine glass, Locke looked at the singing and dancing Faustin aristocratic men and women in the front garden. His expressions were indifferent to what he was thinking, as if he hadn't heard Melson's words.

Seeing Locke's appearance, Melson was not angry either, but raised his hand to let the maid fill his glass again.

Earl Melson has not reached the height of knowing the war of the planes, but he has traveled north and south in many countries around and has many industries. With a sensitive nose that is not in harmony with his body, he smelled something unusual. taste.

This is a tense and depressing atmosphere. The Earl Melson, who felt this atmosphere, thinks of the powerhouses above the high-level servants who have disappeared in recent years in China, and his body can't help but feel cold.

His uncle George is also a high-level attendant-level powerhouse. Melson once asked vaguely, but George didn't know a lot. He just told the knights to perform the recruitment mission of the Knight Palace.

Because of his age, George was a bit tired after having just experienced a war between the two countries. After paying a lot of resources, he escaped the enlistment mission of the Knights Hall.

High-ranking servants like George are not a few in the Missia continent. These people are all standing at the top of the secular power, and only these people can bear the high price of violating the recruitment mission of the Knights Palace. .

Melson was also a little curious, and asked Locke, a high-level attendant who had just returned from studying in the Omor Empire.

Compared with the Kingdom of Faustan, which is closed like the countryside, I believe that the Omor Empire must have some explanations that have been spread to the general public. This is his instinct as an excellent businessman.

Since Locke didn't say anything, Viscount Melson didn't ask any more, took the glass full of the maid, and drank it again.

Not to mention Locke, in fact, it was already very obvious, and Melson also understood that this is not something he should be exposed to, Locke obviously knows something.

The two chatted with each other. Below the garden, more and more men and women stepped onto the dance floor. Melson looked itchy, and he turned his head and asked, "Brother Locke, you won’t go down. Do you want to play?" After finishing speaking, he winked in the direction of Grace's women. He was considered one of the few characters in Faustin who knew Locke's boldness.

"No, you can do it yourself if you want." Locke shook his head and took a sip of wine.

He doesn't know how to dance. The last time he danced was seven years ago, when Angelina and Angelina came out of Morphy Forest, the prince hosted Angelina at a dinner party.

But after so long, Locke had forgotten the actions Angelina had taught him.

Grace can definitely dance, and Christine and Lafite will probably do too, but Locke is not interested in letting the two women teach him dancing on the spot.

In addition to missing his parents and not caring about them, Locke didn't want to be too presumptuous in front of his future husband.

His Majesty the King felt deeply about Locke's indifferent attitude on the way back to the palace.

Loke, who has experienced so many battles and life and death dangers, and also participated in the magnificent and thrilling plane wars, faced King Faustin, this seemingly ordinary old man was still a little confused.

Noble titles suppress or something. Locke doesn’t care about these. Locke, who has at least hundreds of lives in his hand, has killed the Charlottes, the Omor Empire bandits, the ferocious beasts, and the alien creatures. , These dead souls under the sword of Locke did not bring Locke any substantial improvement.

However, the way Locke sees and handles things has changed a lot, and before he knows it, he has given him a special aura.

This aura of Locke is usually suppressed in my heart. Only Earl Melson, this old fried dough stick who often deals with all kinds of people, can spy on one or two.

Can the title be eaten? Can the title make the butcher knife that the alien creatures drop on you slower?

Obviously not.

Locke is the same as everyone else, chasing power and power, but in the process of chasing these, he will not lose himself. He knows what needs to be done and what is not necessary.

His Majesty the King wanted to beat himself, just beat himself, Locke was lying on the stone chair, holding his head in his arms.

The big deal will come when I drive a floating boat, leave Faustin with all my relatives, and elope with Angelina!

Locke thought viciously.

He still has this charm, confident that Angelina will follow her obediently.

It's just that Angelina herself may be about to be sad between her loved ones and her loved ones, which is what Locke doesn't want to see.

Hope that His Majesty the King will not separate herself and Angelina, Locke sighed.

Strength and strength, Locke thought with resentment that if he was now a quasi knight, or even an official knight, his Majesty the King would not oppose this marriage.

It is a fantasy that the materials brought back from the world of activated fairies can directly help Locke be promoted to an official knight, but there are still some possibilities for quasi knights.

When Locke intends to break through the high-level magic apprenticeship for a while, Locke also tries her best to see if she can touch the quasi knight.

Just as Locke was thinking about things in a mess, Earl Melson had already twisted his belly and walked to the dance floor below.

Not even close to the dance floor, there were several young and beautiful aristocratic women walking towards Earl Melson with a smile.

Melson is in his 30s, but he has not been married yet. He is the only one among the high-ranking nobles of Faustin. In his own words, he has to enjoy a few years before talking about marriage.

This also makes Melson the fifth most brilliant diamond among the Faustin nobles.

These aristocratic girls may be rushing to his power, or to his wealth, but it is certain that no one is rushing to his ‘handsome’ appearance.

When Earl Melson was dancing on the dance floor, he walked back quickly after going out and went straight into the side hall.

Princess Angelina at the top of the Partial Hall was still joking with the old king, and asked Si to walk to the left noble group below the Partial Hall.

"How?" Near the window, Coster took a sip of wine and asked blankly. At this position, he could clearly see the beautiful face of Princess Angelina above the hall.

Jeans leaned over, covering his mouth and talking in Koster's ear for a long time.

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